Sheesh, I have been having the strangest dreams lately. Almost every night I wake up at about 3am wondering what the hell that was all about. For example, twice now I’ve dreamed that I was going to compete a gymnastics routine on the balance beam, with little concern that I haven’t even stood on a balance beam in over 30 years. Or I wake up in the morning nauseated by some bizarre thing I was eating in my dream. Once I was carving off thick slices of butter and chomping away.
I had to post this photo because what the hell am I doing with my feet?
